If There Is A Light

Chapter 51

"Yeah, we found this. It was inside a Griever."

Newt turned the odd object over in his hand. It was still slimy from god knows what and there was a yellow sticker on the side of if that read:WCKD. "These are the same letters we get on our supplies."

"Yeah whoever out us here obviously made the Grievers." Thomas quickly deduced, "And this is the first real clue, the first anything you've found in over three years, right, Minho?"

"Right."

"Newt, we got to go back out there." Thomas's sentence was a statement, but it was meant more as a plea. Everyone seemed so content in their lives, Thomas just hoped that he would understand the still fresh desire to escape that still resonated in him, "Who knows where this might lead us?"

"You see what he's trying to do, right?" Gally asked him. He was not at all thrilled with what had taken place. There were only three simple rules in the Glade and Thomas had no respect for them. "First he breaks our rules, and then he tries to convince is to abandon them totally. What.. The rules are the only thing that have ever held us together. Why now are we questioning that? If Alby was here you know he'd agree with me. This shank... he needs to be punished."

Newt glanced towards Thomas. He did understand... He wanted to be rid of this god forsaken place as much as Thomas did. He didn't want to... but he did understand where Gally was coming from as well. The whole foundation of the Glade was shaken when Alby had been stung, and Thomas was not helping to continue what he had started. Newt felt like a traitor, but he was not necessarily in disagreement with that. If things kept going the way Alby intended, they would die in the Glade of old age. Newt handed the foreign object back to Minho, "You're right. Thomas broke the rules. One night in the pit and no food."

"Oh, come on, Newt! One night in the pit- you think that's gonna stop him from going into the maze?" Gally was obviously furious with Newt's decision.

"No. And we can't just have non-runners running into the maze whenever the feel like it." Newt took a second to examine his surroundings. Gally waited expectantly to hear what was going to be done to put Thomas back in his place, while Thomas looked like his only chance of getting out of here had been crushed, "So let's just make this official. Starting from tomorrow, you're a runner."

"Wow." Gally stormed out. Frypan was quick to follow him, trying to make sure his friend was okay.

Newt hoped that we had just done was worth it. He hoped that Thomas knew was he was doing, he hoped he knew what he had just done. "Thanks." Newt looked at him. He didn't do this for Thomas. He didn't do this for himself. The Glade was changing... he was trying to do what was best for all of the Gladers... he just hoped he was right.